Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Silent KnightНазвание : WalkingДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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I light up the purple Bombay And take a sip of that blue Feeling like miles day A sapphire, a path under with my own legs That's right, if my cash tight, I'm high on rez I try to be high on life but that shit's a downer Still a value with though, don't fuck with pills or powder No syrup out of a jar, unless it's pure maple They say I should be a star I'm more a tornado It's all nature, I'm just tryina play my part Just tryina make some money as much as I'm tryina make some art Tryina tell myself I'm smart, I could crack the code Go from amp to low then I'm back in manic mode And when I'm standing on the globe like I can't get better That's when the panic gets bold and shows up unexpected Go from a comtome ??? apocalypse is to be expected You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September The light of my cover mind state I light up the purple Bombay And take a sip of that blue Feeling like miles day A sapphire, a path under a human form Just need a roof and a studio and some food that's warm And a couple jugs of elixir Maybe a detox, show love to my liver Maybe some clean socks, not much I'm a giver When everybody claiming they got no foster to liver Big picture, too broke for the print Walk around with the proof like I'm the shit And people think they got jpeg That they got a leg up, you ain't seen but a level just yet How many filters does your device got? Well that's fine but I still want a tripod There's something about the stillness There's something about fulfillment (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September I just wanna scream sometimes Feel like Raphael, all I got is size But it doesn't matter as long as we keep up the chatter Then I gather I'll be just fine Gray matter and blurred lines What a nerd I'm Searching for sure signs Home sick in my own crib Ghost sitting is cold and these bad drafts on house seems like a decent plan But it never change back ??? And these people keep asking me what so how you been And I'm gritting my teeth, clinching my fist Making a grin and I'm humping the side Feel like a certain part of me died Like a down play it at times But it's ground breaking for mine Verse to the world, perfect to such a subjective word But I remember I was in heaven and then it rhymed You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September You prolly thinking that you know me well They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell What if you been there, would they let you reenter? I had to stop walking since September | Похожие исполнители: |
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